Top 500 Shannon Messenger Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “You deprived me of the Snuggles – that cannot be forgiven! Actually it can, but you have to convince Fitz to call himself Lord of the Snuggles from now on.”

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152. “It seems we’re attempting to drain the ocean with a leaking spoon. But even if that’s the case, we can either give up or we can continue taking it one leaking spoonful at a time.”

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153. “Okay,” she agreed. If he refused to be serious, then so would she. “Fine, Im an elf. Am I suppose to help Frodo destroy the ring and save Middle-Earth? Or do I have to make toys in the North Pole?”

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154. “Easy. You’ll say, ‘Wow, that’s the hottest Wanderling I’ve ever seen! Who knew a tree could have awesome hair?’ And then you’ll all sit under my stunning leaves and write poems about my general amazingness.”

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155. “Sophie Foster was going home.”

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156. “It’s okay,” Keefe whispered, pulling off Sophie’s other glove and sending her a blue mental breeze.”

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157. “Looks like we missed something,” Fitz said, his eyes darting between the paintings and where Keefe’s arms were wrapped around Sophie’s waist.”

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158. “I’ll let that go,” Ro told him, “if you tell me what it was like in my father’s head.” Fitz let out a relieved breath. “Fluffy.” “Like sinking into a giant marshmallow covered in feathers,” Sophie agreed. Ro choked on her laugh. “Okay, I need to figure out how to blackmail him with that.”

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159. “You’re wrong. I’m just irritated.” “Nah. You’re flattered.” He scooted away before she could shove him. They walked in silence for a minute before Sophie’s eyes dropped to her feet. “Could you really feel that I was irritated or were you guessing?” “You look worried – you wouldn’t have something to hide, would you? A secret crush, maybe?” “Never mind. Forget I asked.” He cracked up. “It’s almost too easy to annoy you, you know that?” She sighed.”

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160. “Wait for the morning, when you can regroup with your friends and the seven of you can start scheming together.”

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161. “Keefe gave her another reassuring shoulder pat – but when she flung the pillow aside and buried her face in her hands, she heard him growl something that sounded like “screw it.” Then his arms wrapped around her and she sank into the hug, not realizing she was crying until she felt her tears soak into his tunic.”

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162. “Fitz yawned, and she patted Mr. Snuggles on the head as she stood to leave. He mumbled something, the words too sleepy to be coherent. But Sophie could’ve sworn he’d said, “Miss you.”

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163. “I lived.” Grady smiled. “That bad, huh?”

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164. “Let’s go join the Black Swan!”

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165. “The air was somehow both disgustingly sour and cloyingly sweet, like curdled milk stirred with extra-sugary frosting. And it felt thicker, like Sophie could chew her breath – which was not a pleasant sensation.”

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166. “Gethen shouted threats as they left, but the warnings were as empty as his sandy cell. His final words to Keefe were the only ones with any impact. “You’re choosing the wrong side, boy. You’ll regret it when you see your mother’s vision realized. But then it’ll be too late.”

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167. “The wind is a part of who I am, and when I expose my heart to it, I feel it calling me home.”

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168. “I’ve realized now that our world doesn’t define us. We define our world.”

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169. “It’s all a rather dark shade of gray. But that’s a color all of us are familiar with, aren’t we?”

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170. “They weren’t friends. And they weren’t actually sisters. They were just two different girls from two different worlds.”

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171. “We should call this one Sophitz, since – let’s face it – Foster’s the real talent when it comes to this kind of thing.” Fitz didn’t argue, but Sophie sighed. “Keefe – ” “Hear that, Ro?” he interrupted. “She’s giving me her serious voice.” “And that pout she does, with the big eyes and the little crease between her eyebrows,” Ro noted. “She’s definitely figured out how to use her cuteness against you.”

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172. “No, I mean it. You balance each other. He helps you lighten up, and you help him focus. He boosts your confidence, and you keep his ego in check. You both dive headfirst into danger, but somehow you’re able to help each other play it a little smarter. And you both act more like yourselves when you’re together.”

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173. “All the cool kids sleep with stuffed animals,” Elwin told her.”

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174. “Unpacking made everything real. She lived here now, in this strange, slightly too perfect world where everything she knew was wrong.”

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175. “Ro elbowed Keefe. “Nothing you want to say about this, Lord Hunkyhair?” Any other time, Keefe would’ve already made five different Fitzphie jokes. But he didn’t respond – even when Ro told him she was going to start calling him “Lord Funkyhair.”

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176. “Yeah, I’m sure he’ll have me over for lushberry juice and mallowmelt,” Sophie mumbled. “Right after he tells me to call him Uncle Timkin.”

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177. “All the times I imagined this moment, I never got it right. Her lips are sweeter and softer, and they fit against mine like we were formed that way. Everything about us matches. Our breathing. Our movements. And the heat. The delicious fire that ripples through my body before it rushes back to hers. She clings to me as hard as I cling to her, her hands sliding down my back as I grab her waist and press her against me, so there’s no space between us. I’ll never let anything separate us.”

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178. “The right choice sometimes isn’t easy, Sophie. But that doesn’t mean it’s not right.”

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179. “This is just a normal day for you, isn’t it?” Keefe asked... “Go to school, find out you’re covered in a dangerous substance, melt off a few layers of skin, and then hail your bestie the Councillor, tell him you’re ditching study hall to save the world, and he says, ‘Cool, I’ll come with you!”

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180. “I’d heard your powers were legendary.”

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181. “We cannot control the actions of others, nor stop them from disappointing us. We can only use the anger and pain to fuel us. To rise above.”

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182. “At nine years old, Amy already had the annoying little sister role mastered.”

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183. “I know it still hurts. And I can’t change that. But just... know that whatever happens, it’s going to be survivable – and never stop hoping for the happy ending. Sometimes you get one you don’t expect. I’ll definitely be fighting for it with everything I have.”

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184. “Thank you,” she repeated, wishing he didn’t feel so tense in her arms. “I mean it, Keefe. I don’t know if I’d be able to get through this without you.” “Yes you could,” he argued, finally relaxing as he leaned into the hug to whisper, “You’re Lady Foster. The Dire Wolf of Team Fancypants. And I gotta say, you look awfully cute in a crown.”

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185. “But how is it redeeming to only care about ourself?”

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186. “Back to nag me already? You seriously need to get yourself a hobby. I hear spelunking’s fun. Oooh, or you could try swimming with the krakens! I doubt they’d eat you – but maybe we’ll get lucky!”

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187. “Purple sparks crackled at his feet, making him stumble back. “What?” Keefe asked. “Someone needed to make sure they work, right?” He set off another one with a smirk. “Yep, I think we’re good.” Magnate Leto breathed a long-suffering sigh.”

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188. “Maybe this was what growing up meant – tackling the huge challenges, whether you were ready for them or not. And trusting that you’d figure out a way to get through it.”

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189. “Are you implying that I’m not good enough, Gigantor?” Keefe asked, wiggling harder and kicking his legs. “Or are you just jealous of my moves?”

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190. “Fitz gave me this big speech about how there’s no way he and I wouldn’t be on each other’s lists.” Ro snorted. “Wow. Is that what you elves call romance? ‘Don’t worry, my love, a bunch of snooty intellectuals are totally going to put your name on a piece of paper and give us permission to date each other’? Ugh, no wonder you haven’t felt ready for any smooching.”

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191. “Stop giving in to your weakness,” her Coach told her. GROOOOOOOWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLL! her stomach protested.”

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192. “So you never told us,” Ro said, filling the tense silence. “What team name did you go with? Team Awesomesauce?” “Dex campaigned pretty hard for that,” Sophie admitted. “And Biana tried for Team Sparkles a couple of different times.”

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193. “Cool, your window is right across from mine!” Keefe said, opening Sophie’s curtains. “We could throw things at each other!”

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194. “Except proof that Keefe’s dad is even more ridiculous than my father,” Tam added. “Do you know he has an entire room dedicated to himself, complete with a life-size statue made of lumenite? It glows, guys. I’m going to have nightmares about it.”

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195. “Ro peeked over Keefe’s shoulder. “Wow. Leave it to Mommy Dearest to make Lord Jerkypants seem like the good parent.”

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196. “Game faces on, everyone! That goes for you too, grandma. Channel your inner grumpy old lady.” Sandor raised his cane like he was considering clubbing Keefe over the head with it. “Perfect!” Keefe told him, pulling them closer to the edge.”

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197. “We need to get your mind to a happier place. Want me to sing? Or how about I bust out more of my incredible dancing?” He folded his arms behind his head, shaking his hips and flapping his elbows like wings.”

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198. “It’s just hard not to want it all sometimes, you know?”

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199. “I love how you make it sound like we just have to knock on the gates of Ravagog and King Dimitar will invite us in for a party.” “A parade in our honor seems more likely,” Keefe teased.”

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200. “The teasing tone faded from his voice, replaced with something that made Sophie very aware of how close they were standing.”

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